happy meals - solangelo

Chapter 4

!!/Self harm/!!

I watched the blood fall down my wrist, clouded by my blurry vision. The words still echoed through my head. Worthless. Nothing.

And I believed them. I deserved the sting that was felt through the cuts in my skin.

Somehow I made my way out of the room after cleaning up a bit and pulling the sleeves of my jacket down to cover the fresh scars.

I went home. No one was there. Good. I curled into a ball in my bed, pulling the blankets over my head, shutting out the world around me. The only person I actually cared for anymore was Hazel. Now she might possibly have a boyfriend? I was conflicted over this. I should be happy. Happy for her. I was, yet I also wanted to protect her from being hurt. And then there was the selfish part of me that didn't want to share her love.

"Urgh..." I grumbled. Just stop thinking about it. I wanted to stop thinking all together. It would make life so much simpler.

But not all wishes can come true.

I pulled the blanket away from my face as it was becoming stuffy and difficult to breathe. I stood, feeling my stomach grumble. Glancing at the time, I headed out of my room. School had ended by now.

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I frowned as I approached the till to order.

"Hey Nico,"

"I'll have one happy meal," I said, refusing eye contact. Will sighed quietly.

"Are you okay? They hit you pretty hard.." he said, sounding worried. My expression hardened.

"By they do you mean you? You were there along side them. I don't know if you ever threw a punch but you certainly did nothing to stop them," I half yelled, raising my voice. A few people gave me strange looks.

His face looked down in guilt. "I'm sorry okay? Can I talk to you though? Out back in like ten minutes? Please?" he mumbled, looking back up, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

I shrugged. "One happy meal," I repeated, tossing the cash on the counter.

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I shivered, leaning against the back of the building. "Why am I even here.." I sighed. What I should have done is just leave. Will did nothing to help me.

"Nico!" he called, waving with a ridiculous grin on his face. He walked over, stuffing his hands in his sweater pockets.

The grin fell from his face as he came to a stop in front of me. "I... just wanted to make sure you're alright.." he looked at me in worry and my gaze hardened.

"Look I'm done with you and everyone else. I'm fine so leave me alone," I stated, struggling to keep my confidence.

"But-" he started but I turned away starting to leave. "Nico, wait!" he reached forward, grabbing my wrist.

I winced and his eyes widened at the look of my pained face. I ripped my arm away from his grasp, another round of pain shooting up my arm.

"N-Nico.. you aren't.." he reached forward again, this time gentler. Before I could pull away he had pushed my sleeve up to reveal the bloody mess.

He stayed silent and stared. Nervously, I shifted from foot to foot. Now he knew.. oh gods now he would tell everyone and they would call me weak and pathetic even more. I tugged my arm away, struggling not to cry.

"Just leave me alone.." I whispered, turning and walking away.

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a/n: IM BACKKKKKK (hopefully I'll keep updating more frequently) I just started high school and life has been a bit of a mess so I've had like zero inspiration. This chapter is honestly kinda crap 😂 Very short but it's better than nothing I guess. Byeee~